JeanPierre Barakat

Rookie (August 27th,1963 / Beirut (Lebanon))

Flight - Poem by JeanPierre Barakat

And I fly
In early surrender
Towards loving hands
And warm hearts

I swallow
The breath of life
As if it were the last
And I make it mine

My soul then
Sails in oblivion
And I forget the pain
Of fears and desire

To be one
At last
with The One

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 3, 2005

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